Day Twelve: First Day Off The Road
Tuesday, January 25, 2011 I wake up to Lyla barking at a rooster crowing outside. I am relieved to not have to drive today.
Zero and Lyla at Dog BeachI take my time getting up. It’s raining. I eat breakfast and write until it stops. I haven’t used my legs much over the past few days and neither has Lyla, so I decide we need a run. We head out and about ten minutes into our jog and Lyla is overheated. Poor girl. I take her back to the hotel and head out by myself to finish the run before taking Lyla to the dog beach.
It is on the other side of the island, so we walk down Duvall to get there. It's smaller than I expected. Lyla sees the water and she gets very excited. She meets another dog there named Zero. He is with a gay couple in their thirties who live here. The men tell me that the beach is private and owned by a man who just happens to love dogs.
Cleo, the money collecting dog at the Sunset CelebrationIt's 83 degrees. Lyla is happy to cool off in the water and play with Zero.
"Reggae got soul, got so much soul..." Toots and the Maytals are playing as we come back to the hotel. I wash Lyla in the shower, turn the AC on and leave her to nap. I head down to the pool, grab myself a chair, order a mojito and fill you in on my day before heading to the sunset celebration. Life is good :)
See a video of Cleo, the money collecting dog
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